1.I want to swallow the noises you make whenyou sleep and feed them backto you like a bird. I want to lickyour heart into shape. I am in love with so manythings, she says, and I can'thave any of them. I justcan't.

this is our home and it's burning all around us.

2.sometimes I feel a little mad. sometimes I feellike looking out the right window makes anywherefeel like home. sometimes I feel likethe only one I ever turned to is the onewho's holding the match and it almost--no, it breaks my heart.it really, really does.

3.at night I close my eyes and remember what it feels liketo be in love. mostlyI remember how often it made me cry, and howit's not supposed to be like that. it's not supposed to be like that.

I just moved, and I was almost nervous about looking out my new bedroom window for the first time... because I've never had a view that calmed me as much as my very first bedroom back when I still lived at home, and everything since then has kind of disappointed me.

And then I looked, and it was perfect. It was eerily similar to my first bedroom's view, in all sorts of crazy ways, and it just made everything okay.

And thank you. It wasn't patronising; it was comforting. Every now and then, I need someone to tell me that it isn't always going to be like this.